First Experiences At An All-Boys School ( 2.1 )


First-Time, Gay, Masturbation, Young
This is the moment chronicle of mine about my get-go sexual experiences taking place at boys schools.

I left prep school at 13, already taller and more toned than most of the other boy my age. I still did n't have any pubic tomentum but I knew that my putz was gravid than near, having spent time in the communal showers up to the age of 13.

I joined a well-known public schoolhouse, and moved into a house with ten other boys my age. I was immediately rum on my first day as to who would also be on my corridor, as we all had single way. The way directly reverse mine, as I could see from the gens batting order on the door, was being moved-into by a Loretta Young guy my age called Freddie. At this stage I did n't make out what he looked like as I had never met him, so I remained intrigued to feel out.

Sure enough I met him that evening, and I was surprised. Surprised at myself, as I never thought I would take in spirit or 'fancy'another boy, however Freddie was a dissimilar story. He was smaller than me but not short, tanned skin with green eyes and a smile that would make anyone thawing. He had an incredibly fine-looking schoolboyish face with strong malar and jawline, and seemed to be the definition of the word 'cute'. It was obvious that he even caught the eye of some of the older boys. Being in opposite room, I got to do it him very well. He ( and I ) were both quite shy, however as the kickoff few weeks of terminus passed we both came out of our shells.

I ca n't quite recall how anything between us started precisely, however I know that I spent as much time as possible in his room in the eventide talking, and a fair bit popping across the corridor to see him after we were supposed to be in bed ... avoiding the alert patrols of the housemaster. One Nox I came into Fred 's way in my dressing gown, while he was lying in bed. I knew I fancied him and was fuelled by my experience at prep school day ( Story 1 ), so I was n't too nervous when I asked him to play a game where I would 'test'him. My cover, for fear of him telling other hoi polloi about me was that it was a joke and I would see how far I could run my handwriting up his leg without him flinching. At first Freddie did n't sound like he wanted to but I continued to laugh it off and just went for it. He was lying on his front in some pj's can, and I started at his ankle and made my way slowly up his thigh, and gently rested on his business firm untested bum buttock. My dick at this stagecoach had grown and I had a wide-cut erection, however my hand rested on Fred 's bum a fiddling too long and he became uncomfortable, asking if I was gay etc and pushed my hand off him. I again tried my best to express mirth it off, saying it was only a joke.

The succeeding night I was in his room again, and over the trend of a few days Freddie seemed to become more accepting of what was happening ... we were both young and only fooling around. I specifically recall one night however, I came into his way and tried to talk to him but he sounded half-asleep. I pushed my mitt under his duvet, and as he was lying on his front I pressed my hand against his hip joint, hoping he would sleepily make-way for it. Unbelievably, Freddie raised his bum up and let my script lantern slide in underneath. My heart was pounding, he then lowered himself down and I felt his small 13 year old dick crush into my palm. It quickly hardened, sticking out no more than an adult 's thumb. Even though my manus was n't able to move much, I kept it still, as Freddie pretended to be asleep.

After about thirty seconds he said 'right thats enough'... and I left grinning to myself, I walked back to my room with my putz in my script. That Night I came harder than I had ever done before.

It was n't until the week after that I thought I would try anything again, as with each day I fancied him more and more. I entered his room when it was coloured, and he was only in his boxers. His hairless tanned body was standing there before me, and I again in the same joking mode said he should convey his boxers off. He refused, but said he would if I took down my pyjama.
At this point I got the effect that he was odd about a lot of things, especially sexuality, and wanted to know ( like well-nigh son would at that age ) if he was normal, so would use the opportunity with me there to notice out more.
I, embarrassed as my dick was hard, dropped my trousers. As I was more developed, my dick was a lot bigger than his and his eyes widened as he saw. At first he thought it was 'weird and gay'that I was difficult, but seemed to be curious as he came up to me and grabbed my dick with his deal. Mine was n't circumcised, a normality in England, so he watched as he pulled the foreskin over the head of my strong shaft and back up again. I stood there stunned, I was experiencing stark pleasure as this boy jerked me off.

Suddenly, as I looked up to the cap in pleasure, I was shocked as I felt a warmly spirit over my clod. Fred had opened his sassing and let them drop off in, the belief was unbelievable ! He quickly stopped when I looked down and giggled to himself, and seemingly embarrassed he said that he was going to go to sleep now. I was disappointed but did n't need to ruin affair by pushing him so I said ok, my pecker still pointing to the roof. As Fred got into bed, he pulled down his piddling boxershorts and flashed me while giggling. I had the image of his minor circumcised cock on my idea as I made myself come that night.

( Part 2 to observe )
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